Special Forces Medic

Chapter 1173 The Hunt (4)

Listening to the footsteps growing closer on the other side of the high wall, Xiao Lin hoisted Murong Lengyue’s small buttocks upwards, darting toward the dark buildings on the left.

Xiao Lin chose the building in the middle. Perhaps due to its recent completion, it hadn’t been cleaned yet; debris like scattered bricks, cement, and wooden blocks lay everywhere. Carrying Murong Lengyue, tiptoeing, Xiao Lin rushed into the building like a stealthy night prowler. Utilizing the faint light from a large spotlight in the distance, Xiao Lin carefully found the stairs and held his breath, darting upwards.

He didn’t know how many floors he’d climbed, he just kept going upward, but his previously sealed wounds burst open due to the exertion, blood scent permeating the air.

"That’s enough, put me down, your wounds have reopened." Murong Lengyue patted Xiao Lin’s back with hands, feeling a pinch of sorrow.

"Okay!" Xiao Lin shook his head, looked around, chose a room and darted in. Before he could steady himself, his whole body slid down the wall and he struggled to breathe. The moment he halted, he felt as if he were falling apart.

"You..."

"Shush!" Xiao Lin pressed a finger to Murong Lengyue’s lips. "Please, young lady, don’t talk right now, please don’t."

After speaking, he ignored Murong Lengyue, tearing open his shirt to inspect his wound. The entry point had left a gaping black hole. He moved his chest and arm, trying to sense the bullet’s location. Ah, it was indeed a perilous spot. Xiao Lin leaned his head against the wall, exhaling with eyes closed, the bullet was merely about two fingers away from his heart, no wonder it caused such agony.

Seeing Xiao Lin’s pale face drenched in cold sweat, Murong Lengyue felt a pang of heartache, reached out to wipe his sweat, and comforted him, saying, "This place should be quite safe; they won’t find us quickly. Xiao Yue and Young Master Wu will arrive soon, and the police must be searching for us everywhere now. If we can hold on for these ten minutes, we’ll be safe."

Xiao Lin swallowed a gulp. "I hope so!" He strained to get up.

Murong Lengyue quickly helped him, chiding, "Why are you standing up? You should lie down and avoid moving."

Xiao Lin didn’t speak, and leaned against the wall, slowly moving towards the edge of the floor. Seeing him ignore her completely, Murong Lengyue felt an inexplicable sadness, muttering softly, "I care about you, can’t you be a bit nicer to me?"

Xiao Lin stopped and turned around. He saw Murong Lengyue pouting, displaying rare girlishness, looking at her strangely. "Having expectations makes it easier?"

Between smart people, there’s no need to make words too transparent. Murong Lengyue shook her head. "Let’s just leave it at that!"

"I owe you a favor for this incident." Xiao Lin continued quietly moving along the wall, hiding in shadows and peering outside using the faint light.

"I don’t want you to owe me a favor." Murong Lengyue felt unable to bear this conversation or the solitude. If not for this assassination attempt, she might never have realized her deep love for this person, being carried on his shoulder and running around, during crises hearing his loud curses, recalling his fierce expressions vividly. Maybe she was crazy, maybe she couldn’t let go, how could she?

Xiao Lin’s dark eyes focused on the window, his brows deeply furrowed, "Get a look at how many men Robert sent over, see for yourself!"

Murong Lengyue wrinkled her nose at Xiao Lin’s back. Xiao Lin didn’t want to continue the topic, like a dead knot that wouldn’t unravel no matter how you try. "So many!" Just a glance out with her eyes made Murong Lengyue gasp.

Now it’s just her and Xiao Lin; measuring their combat effectiveness, together they barely equaled half a person. Below them were nearly dozens of people, each armed with weapons like guns, saws, and iron rods. Given such disparity, enduring for over ten minutes was impossible, even getting through a few minutes seemed unlikely. Their hiding place was surely going to be discovered soon. "What, what do we do?"

"Ha, scared?" Looking down from his position, a dim view showed dozens of armed goons cautiously moving in. Xiao Lin leaned against the wall, asking Murong Lengyue coldly. At this moment, the dozens of assassins began splitting into four groups, searching through four buildings.

"No!" Murong Lengyue’s voice trembled slightly, Xiao Yue and the others couldn’t have failed to arrive, they must be facing blockade elsewhere. Who’d have thought Robert could be so ruthless, using this chance to eliminate them both.

"Your voice is shaking." Xiao Lin bluntly pointed out Murong Lengyue’s fear, gazing at her solemnly. "Check carefully, are they all Robert’s men? No other organizations?"

As if refusing to show weakness before Xiao Lin, Murong Lengyue took deep breaths and looked out the window again. "No! Judging by their looks, they appear to be Italians. I heard earlier that Shao Weihua went to Palermo using Morong’s connections to suppress many Italian Mafia members; those small families and other gangs were absorbed by Robert, who was a minor player at the time. These people look like Robert’s men, not Casab’s."

"It’s surprising how much you, a business person, know. This is negative information."

"Xia Xue never mentioned it? We business folks must interact with two types of people: government officials and the underworld. To grow big and stable, both are indispensable." Murong Lengyue’s profile appeared somewhat helpless, under the construction site’s floodlights, it seemed she was framed by an aura, deeply imprinting her visage in Xiao Lin’s mind. "Our hands cannot be stained by blood, but for some matters or persons blood payment must be made, hence the need for the underworld, whereas committing crimes to escape punishment requires favors from high-level people. We are survivalists caught in between; today, if I don’t stand above everyone, I cannot secure further assurance for myself. This isn’t about money, I believe I have enough to live lavishly for several lifetimes, yet I must continue because I can’t stop, they won’t allow me to stop, you as an idealistic heir won’t understand this so please try to understand your father’s coldness."

"I understand but don’t acknowledge it. Isn’t the choice in our hands?" As they spoke, the downstairs people entered all four buildings. "What is your deal with Shao Qinyi? Robert isn’t stupid; such large-scale action against me, Xiao Lin, seems excessive. His aim might be to eliminate even you!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)